This man. It took less than ten seconds to complete the process.
It seems that this man didn't use his full strength when dealing with himself!
Otherwise, I would have vanished.
The thought in the heart of the Savior also became more and more frightened.
She knows that she can't escape from the palm of Yi Xiaofan's hand. I'm afraid there's only one way to die waiting for her!
Thinking of this, my heart began to feel uneasy. It was terrible.
I have no power to fight back in front of all gods!
"Well, it's almost time. I'll send you out of this world. Remember, right doesn't mean everything. Don't indulge in this illusion and can't extricate yourself!"
Yi Xiaofan said in a deep voice.
The huge woman's face trembled violently, but she was still unwilling.
"If I could stay for a while, I would still choose to do so. The taste of power is so charming."
Yi Xiaofan sighed.
"Hopeless!"
After that, the whole man approached the position in front of the Savior at a very fast speed.
The ice crystal and dark fire in his hand have all flown out, expanded violently, and then burst.
In this way, the Savior was completely swallowed up by the ice crystal and dark fire and dissipated into the invisible.
This God warrior who regarded power as more precious than life, this God warrior who was lucky to get a great adventure, this God warrior who almost stood on the top Feng of the whole China, disappeared and disappeared.
The rescuer died, leaving no body.
The blood red fog hovering above this altitude began to disappear gradually with the demise of the Savior, gradually became lighter and lighter, and then disappeared completely
Yi Xiaofan looked at these bloody smoke dissipated without expression, but his heart was always surrounded by a problem.
That is: is power really that important? More important than life and death?
Imagine how many heroes in the civilized era, 5000 years up and down in China, that is, a dispute over rights, turned into the souls of others,
How many heroes seek power and usurp the throne because they covet the rights of the superior. As a result, all were beheaded.
The lucky ones also get what they want and become detached beings above all people.
But what can happen?
After all, you can't escape the boundary of life and death. After all, you are still a mortal. Above your head, there is always someone who is stronger than you and can still press you.
Therefore, in this world, there are no real superiors. The so-called superiors are just a joke.
A self righteous mole soldier who is a little stronger among a group of ordinary mole ants.
The rest is gone.
The Savior said that power is the feeling of controlling others' life and death, that stage, but is this really the case? Is the real meaning of rights really such a superficial interpretation?
Yi Xiaofan doesn't think so, and he disdains any right.
Although I am strong, it is only for the existence that is weaker than myself, in fact. In the big stage of Wanjie, I am still very weak.
It's so weak that it's almost like a poor mole ant.
A mole ant, delusion that feeling above ten thousand people, simply don't be too ridiculous.
Therefore, Yi Xiaofan doesn't want rights, which is one reason.
……
Flapping the ice crystal wings in place and circling for a moment, Yi Xiaofan remembered that he seemed to have sent a man to the tower.
Thinking of this, Yi Xiaofan turned around and flapped the ice crystal wings, flying towards the high tower at a very fast speed.
Sure enough, the song of the sea is still waiting there.
At this time, her face was dull. She still didn't dare to believe that the Savior really died.
As one of the six emperors, she is very aware of the specific strength of the Savior, but it is incredible that such a super powerful ruler has disappeared!
However, now that things appear in front of her, she can't help but let her believe that this is a fact.